After the Xueba character was exposed

Li Gan, the math class representative, was surrounded by more than a dozen classmates outside the door of the class, with his back pressed against the wall, swearing to the death to protect the report card in his hand.

He was still holding the answer sheets of the whole class in his arms, so he couldn't act rashly, and he couldn't squeeze out. He could only hear the name of a classmate at random, find his grades and read them out. The scene was chaotic.

Just as he was looking for a girl's name, a hand suddenly waved in front of his eyes and took the report card away.The watch was drawn too fast, when Li Qian realized it, he grabbed it and missed it. Looking up, he saw Zhou Xuanyi hanging on the window, relying on his tall, burly arms and long arms, he turned half over from the classroom Come out for a sneak attack.

"Zhou Xuanyi!" Li Gan called out.

The people around him dispersed and rushed into the class one after another. It took Li Gan a long time to squeeze into the crowd, stood in front of Jian Yao's desk and stretched out his hand to Zhou Xuanyi, "Return the report card to me, I still have to transcribe the score!"

Zhou Xuanyi ignored him and stared at the report card, so shocked that her eyeballs almost fell out.

Zhou Xuanyi: "Fuck me, Jian Yao??"

Jian Yao turned sideways, before seeing his grades clearly, he rolled his eyes at Zhou Xuanyi when he heard this sentence: "Fuck/Who?"

"No, you, you, you..." Zhou Xuanyi was incoherent in shock, "Why are you so awesome??"

Jian Yao shrugged and said nothing.

In the eyes of others, it is quite awesome, but he knows that this result is still not good.

He obviously!No!wrong question!

I don't know where the three-point deduction came from.

The score of each major question was recorded on the report card, and Jian Yao wanted to go over to have a look again, when Li Qian yelled again behind him: "Zhou Xuanyi, return the report card to me! Now there is only this list, the second One day is a math class, and I have to transcribe the scores of more than 50 people!"

The school has a scanning machine, and the papers are corrected on the computer. There are no scores on the answer sheet, so the teacher asks the class representative to write the score on the answer sheet on the report card and then distribute it to the students.

Li Gan's voice was trembling, and he was so anxious that he wanted to cry. Jian Yao couldn't bear it, snatched the report card from Zhou Xuanyi and returned it to Li Gan.Seeing Li Qian like this, the classmates around him didn't swarm around him anymore.

Before Li Gan left, Jian Yao held him back and asked, "Can you give me my answer sheet first? I want to see it first."

Li Gan seemed to have wiped away his tears, but he remembered it only after being reminded by Jian Yao, and said, "Oh, by the way, your answer is stuck with Mr. Zhou, and he told you to go find him."

Jian Yao walked towards the office with some apprehension.

Their teacher Zhou has a temperamental mood, most of the time he is kind and amiable, sometimes he suddenly gets angry because of something, scaring people half to death, so that the students are somewhat afraid of him.

However, although Jian Yao's grades were poor before, he never provoked the teacher, and he was not affected by his strange temper. This time he went here mainly to listen to praise.

A boast is an exaggeration, but when Jian Yao returned to the classroom, he still looked like he had eaten a bad meal, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of happiness.

Before the teacher of the first class came, Jian Yao stared at his answer sheet for a long time, then pulled Jiang Zhao, pointed to a certain place on the paper and asked, "What do you think this is?"

Jiang Zhao glanced at it and said, "H."

"...Fart." Jian Yao poked at the paper repeatedly, "Where is the h from the beginning to the end of this question?"

Jiang Zhao: "So you deducted points?"

Jian Yao choked.

"One point deducted." Jian Yao reluctantly finished speaking, and then complained, "Isn't this obviously intentional? But if you look at the context, you know that I wrote b, isn't it because I wrote it too fast and didn't have time to seal it?" .”

"What about the other two points?"

"Hey, for this question, I wrote 2, but I accidentally brought the tail on it. The teacher said it looked like 3, so I deducted points. The row above me is 4 times 1/2. Am I stupid? Can this be counted as 3?" ? Even so, shouldn’t 2 points be deducted?!”

Jian Yao said that he wanted to tear up the paper on the spot, and he wanted to continue complaining, but the teacher came, so he had no choice but to shut up, put away the paper and lie down on the table to himself.

Teacher Zhou told him that in order to reduce the number of full-score test papers, the teacher will reduce the score when correcting the test papers, so the deductions are strict. Even Jiang Zhao only got full marks for the first weekly test, and there will always be some details every time after that. Points deducted.Jiang Zhao would be shot, let alone his ugly name.

But he was still upset, not only because he still couldn't compare to Jiang Zhao, but because he had an inexplicable attachment to math scores.

If it is true that points are deducted for doing something wrong, it is acceptable, because losing points in such a ghostly place, besides being uncomfortable, is uncomfortable all over.

"Starting from today, I will practice calligraphy well." Jian Yao slumped on the table for half a class, then sat up like a dead body, leaned over to Jiang Zhao, and said solemnly, "Seriously, you supervise me, If you don't practice, I'll call you Dad."

"..." Jiang Zhao drew a key line on the blackboard, "Then you can call now."

Jian Yao: "... Bah."

After the math class started, Teacher Zhou spent 5 minutes making a class summary of the weekly test. Although there were two high-scoring test papers in the class, the overall situation was still not good. The next No.3 was only 139. No.4 didn't even reach 130 points, the score gap is too big.

After summarizing these, Mr. Zhou praised Jian Yao by himself.

Although Jian Yao's paper is not full marks, after reading the answers, Teacher Zhou also admitted that it should be a full mark test paper, and the answers to the big questions are all perfect.

The most important thing is that the fill-in-the-blank question with two answers was a trap specially designed by the teacher who made the question. As a result, almost the entire grade was wiped out, and only Jian Yao survived.

The question is actually not difficult, but everyone is used to one question and one answer, and after finishing it, they didn’t think about the second answer. Teacher Zhou probably talked about the idea of ​​explaining the question, and randomly ordered someone to write on the blackboard. Focus on question 22.

The teaching progress of the Sixth Middle School is fast, and part of the derivative has been learned, and question 22 has become the most difficult question in the whole paper.

The first question is basically to give points. From the second question, it becomes more difficult, and the third question is even more difficult. Ordinary students don’t even have time to do it.

Parallel classes do not insist on this question. The general suggestion is to do elective questions first after finishing the first question, and come back to do the second and third questions when there is extra time. Some teachers will even persuade students to give up and use the extra time to check.

But Mr. Zhou was different. He always objected that the students in the parallel class felt that they were not as good as the experimental class, so he spent a lot of time explaining in detail about this topic that was suggested to be abandoned.

What's more, there are two people in the class who made it during the exam.

When Jian Yao stood in front of the blackboard with chalk, he refused in his heart.

Feeling tens of thousands of gazes behind him, he took a breath quietly. When he wrote the brackets, he accidentally used too much force, and the chalk snapped in the middle.

"Don't be nervous, write down your thinking." Teacher Zhou whispered next to him, then turned to the students in the audience and said, "Student Jian Yao's solution to this problem is very perfect. When he finishes writing, everyone will start Take a look, and you will find that this question is actually not difficult.”

Jian Yao took a half piece of chalk and wrote "(3)" while the teacher was talking, thinking that I'm not nervous, even if I write it out, you won't be able to understand it.

He could understand the teacher's thoughts, but he was still speechless. The words on his paper were already ugly and unreadable. How could writing on the blackboard be any better?Jiang Zhao followed his process, why not let Jiang Zhao write it!

Jian Yao wrote while slandering, the chalk thumped on the blackboard, as if beating someone.

Fortunately, there is a large space for him on the blackboard, ugly but ugly, but he can see clearly. Teacher Zhou finished the question with his writing on the blackboard, and the students in the audience nodded to show that they understood. As for whether they really understood, ghosts You know, anyway, most students know that even if they can do it, they don't have time to do it during the exam.

Although there was a little mistake in the rise this time, Jian Yao was very happy to be able to take the exam with his strength.

He quickly forgot the unhappiness caused by those details, until after finishing his homework at night, the two hugged each other on the bedside and prepared to do something like a couple, Jiang Zhao suddenly reminded him: "Do you still remember what you said during the day?"

"..."

Jian Yao looked at Jiang Zhao's lips, which were close at hand, and kissed him arrogantly, before retreating to his position.

He took a few sheets of matt paper from the corner of the table and put them in front of him. He didn't write for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Then he turned his head and scolded Jiang Zhao severely: "A father is more important than kissing me?"

Jiang Zhaogang sat up straight on the bed, pursed his lower lip, and said solemnly, "There is no conflict."

Jian Yao: "..."

It seems that there is no conflict.

But is that the point?Isn't the point that this guy didn't even notice that he ruined such a good atmosphere?

Jian Yao looked at Jiang Zhao sullenly, Jiang Zhao acted as if he hadn't seen it, and even handed over a pen and urged, "Write quickly."

Jian Yao was convinced.

He wrote a string of alphabet songs on the matt, feeling like he was writing in Latin, and then looked at Jiang Zhao. This girl no longer knew where to find a paper and started to read it.

Jian Yao was furious.

Sometimes he always felt that Jiang Zhao didn't seem to have any need for intimacy.

Obviously Jiang Zhao was the first to take the initiative, but at some point, Jiang Zhao became completely passive without knowing it.

In fact, Jian Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, Jiang Zhao had such a personality, it was not easy to take the initiative at first, but now it's okay to replace him, he can still be thick-skinned when he should be thick-skinned.

But he gradually discovered that the more times of intimacy, the more his desires/desires also increased. He wanted to get closer to Jiang Zhao, but he didn't have the courage to take the first step.

He doesn't care about Jiang Zhao's passivity, but he needs Jiang Zhao to make a start.

However, Jiang Zhao didn't seem to be ready to start this.

"What about supervising me?" Jian Yao covered the paper in front of Jiang Zhao with two slaps, forcing him to look at him, and said seriously, "Teacher Jiang, please teach me how to write."

There was a long ringing bell from the school, and the sound of cars coming and going on the road. This kind of noise would last for about ten to twenty minutes. After that, most of the high school seniors would leave, all the shops would be closed, and the road would be completely trapped. deep sleep.

Jian Yao faintly heard footsteps, probably the high school seniors in the same building went home, the sound disappeared quickly and was replaced by the sound of light breathing next to his ears.

Although the two of them have done more intimate things, but Jiang Zhao stood behind him very close to him, holding his hand and leading him to write, he still couldn't help blushing and heart beating.

The difference from the last time was that the blushing and heartbeat at that time came entirely from shyness, but this time it brought some other ambiguous factors.

Jian Yao bit his lip, watched his pen write "L" slowly, and mustered up the courage to look to the side.

Jiang Zhao's side face was very close to him, so close that he could see the fine fluff, his eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his face through the light, straight nose, slightly pursed lips, this is not the first time Jian Yao leaned Observing Jiang Zhao so closely, he still couldn't move his eyes away.

"Is there any writing on my face?" Jiang Zhao asked suddenly.

Jian Yao blinked his eyes back to his senses, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm looking at you."

"What are you looking at me for?"

"...to see if there is something wrong with you."

Jian Yao's voice was very soft, and he couldn't see his expression clearly when he lowered his eyes, but there was a bit of complaint in his tone.

He sighed in his heart, not wanting to continue probing, and was about to turn around when he heard Jiang Zhao say flatly, "I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhao slowly leaned over and kissed him.

Jian Yao went forward cooperatively. The two had already kissed many times, and they had already cultivated a certain tacit understanding.

It was quiet outside the window, and the quiet environment made the ambiguous atmosphere heat up quickly. A kiss gradually deepened, and even the hands that were holding were a little hot. Jian Yao didn't know when to let go of the pen, and his hands clenched into fists. poured out.

Can't go on.

Jian Yao shouted these words in his mind, and took the initiative to step back and end the kiss.

He lowered his head and panted lightly, flushes crept up his face, and his eyes were covered with mist.

Jiang Zhao lowered his head slightly, pressed his forehead against his, and said, "You're so hot."

"...Of course it's hot for you to hug me." Jian Yao tried hard to calm down, but found that he couldn't calm down in Jiang Zhao's arms at all. He realized that the situation was becoming uncontrollable, and wanted to escape anxiously. He pushed Jiang Zhao away and stood up. "It's so hot that I'm sweating all over, I'm going to take a shower first."

Jiang Zhao didn't let him go, and imprisoned him in front of the table with both arms.

Jiang Zhao asked, "How long are you going to wash this time?"

Jian Yao: "..."

"You've been taking a long time in the shower recently." Jiang Zhao's voice was still cold, but he was hoarse in his low voice, he grabbed Jian Yao's hand and pressed it against the edge of the table with one hand, and stretched out his hand to somewhere, "I'll help you. "

Jian Yao's mind went blank for a moment.

He didn't even realize the meaning of Jiang Zhao's words, and asked stupidly, "Why take a bath..."

……help.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhao's hand had already covered him, holding him with burning enthusiasm.

The author has something to say: Come late! !

Since the author doesn't remember much about the progress of high school courses, and the schools in each area seem to be different, so the part of the paper is based on my own memory, so there is no need to delve into it.

Thanks for reading, and thanks for being with me!

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